what an unhappy home
everyone walking around like ghosts
not hearing
not seeing
not feeling
i am like a ghost
sitting alone
unmoved
untouched
unheard
unknown
everyone is grieving
a death occured
they couldn't forget
they couldn't let go
it was all her fault
and the haunting begun
they think she killed him
and she deserves to die.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem